I seem to have a problem. As Mr FHCS carried down more and more boxes from the loft it became apparent that I have quite a lot of Christmas decorations. I did some quick mental arithmetic and discovered I must have 250+ of the regular bauble type alone. And that doesn't include the ones I used to make my wreath last year.
Yeah, I got a bit carried away...
Stag says, baubles are macho, m'kay?
[If you want to make one, you just need a wire wreath frame, florists wire, shatter-proof baubles of different sizes, and ribbon to cover the huge amounts of wire I used you use and to make it look neater at the back. I know mine isn't exactly round in the centre, it got away from me a bit!]
I have baubles with flock, baubles with glitter, baubles with hand-painted scenes, baubles which look like mirror-balls, home made felt puff-balls, and some ruinously expensive ones from
Bombki which look like traditional English Christmas fare. I bought them in the sale in January, and hope they'll survive to decorate my tree until we're all vintage. Hopefully a great-grandchild will be really pleased to have them one day. Do you ever buy modern knowing it will be a desirable antique in years to come? I don't quite understand people who
only look to the past - all the vintage we love was the thrill of the new for someone once; I want both.
Christmas cake, Mince-pie, Christmas Pudding, Cracker
With all this sparkle, not to mention my other decorations in fabric, wood and metal, I'm not sure why I'm still stalking ebay for vintage Christmas decorations. This is my most recent batch, which probably date from around the 1950s. They are a little scratched, but look stunning on the tree, something about the quality of the glass. I love the concave ones and those which are tear-drop shaped rather than round.
Vintage 50s baubles
Compared to a lot of bloggers into vintage I think I'm relatively minimalist when it comes to clutter and collections, but Christmas is where I happily fall down. I love the rediscovery of old favourites each December, and find it hard to understand people who theme their tree each year, deciding on a different colour scheme and ruthlessly tossing the previous Christmas's decorations. My sister and I adored decorating the tree, and I saw my boys' faces mirroring my own as each treasure was unwrapped. I should point out here that once they'd gone to bed, a teeny bit of re-organisation may have occurred. [I do try to be one of these mothers who's chilled enough to have everything at toddler eye-level over one square foot of tree, but I'm just not, ok? I'm happy to have the glittered pinecones and toilet roll and crepe paper crackers on there, but spread out. Tastefully].
Shiny, sparkling, magical and fleetingly displayed so you don't get bored with them - I think they might just be the perfect collection. Ok, so that's why I'm still on ebay.
Lakota x
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